Mar 18, 2014
+badassbetaerica
Walking through the hallways late after class, Norrie stopped in the lockeroom and walked over to the mirror. She fixed her hair, and smiled turning to walk out when she heard someone crying. She turned around to follow it, wanting to know if the person was okay, and if not, she wanted to help them. When she got to where the crying was coming from, she bit her lower lip. She knew the girl, she hardly talked to her, but she knew her. Sort of. All her friends would make fun of her, and Norrie felt rather bad for the girl. She knelt down beside her, and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, are you okay?"